I never thought I would play favorites with my chickens as they are all special to me. So everybody always got treated the same. However that all changed a couple of years ago. I have a Black Australorp named Miss Molly that at 6 months old developed a horrid case of sour crop. She suffered with this "thing" for 2 months as I treated her. She nearly died. But all during this time, I guess all the attention I was giving her, she not only started to become very close to me, but affectionate as well. Before this episode, she was very shy around me, even running from me. However, she even learned her name, (because I was always calling her to come to me) and she also became the biggest "lap baby" around. Still to this day, all I have to do is say, "Come here Miss Molly" and pat on my lap and she will come running and hop on my lap. Never fail. She just loves my attention and will sit with me for long periods of time. And she is protective of my lap as well, as if some other gal is on my lap, she will beak them right off.
So long story short, she has become my favorite. She is a little over two years old now and is a bigger baby than ever before. Here is a pic of her and another gal, Hilda. Miss Molly is on the right...
So long story short, she has become my favorite. She is a little over two years old now and is a bigger baby than ever before. Here is a pic of her and another gal, Hilda. Miss Molly is on the right...